After Paul had basically rejected Joan, she went downstairs, only to bitch about it to Sean. "It's like he was trying to get away from me. I just don't understand him anymore." She complains. " Maybe he's just nervous about his match or something." Sean says, defending his friend. " I don't know. All I know is that he's been acting really weird lately. Ever since he became friends with that bitch, Stephanie McMahon." " She has nothing to do with this Joan, it's Paul and you're problem. It has nothing to do with Stephanie." Just as he says that, Shane McMahon comes down from the house and goes over and approaches Jonie and Sean. He looks like he has just seen a ghost. His face is pale white and he is walking stiffly with his eyes locked on a chair on the other side of the deck and his huge eyes are red with anger. " Shane? Shane?" Joan calls. " Is he okay?" she eventually whispers to Sean. " I don't think so, let me go check on him." Shane is sitting on the chair and when he sees Sean coming toward him, he attempts to get up but his body wont let him. " Shane, what's the matter dude? You look like you saw a ghost or something." " St-St-Steph a-a-a-and P-P-Paul were." he begins, trying to make words and thoughts into sentences. Then he sees his baby sister out of the corner of his eye walk over to where he was. " Hey you guys." She cheerfully says. " Hey Steph, you got any idea what's the matter with this guy?" he asks, pointing to Shane, " Before you got here he was rambling about you and Paul." She immediately gets very uneasy and says that she needs to talk to Shane alone for a minute. Sean leaves and goes back to the table where he left Joan. " What did you see?" " You know perfectly well what I saw Steph." " If you had seen everything then you wouldn't be so mad" " Well what is everything then?" " First off, we didn't DO anything. And second off, it's none of your god damn business." And with that she walks off to find some of her friends to talk to.

About twenty minutes later Paul can be seen exiting the house. " Hey babe" Jonie turns around to see Paul smiling above her. Even though she is still angry with him she smiles at him anyway. " Look Joan, I'm truly sorry about upstairs. I just wasn't myself. Do you forgive me?" she doesn't seem to be giving in until he throws his puppy-dog face at her. " How could I stay mad at you." She sighs happily as they start to kiss. When they break away she whines, " I guess that I haven't really been myself either. Normally I'm not jealous of your friends but when you're with Steph I guess I feel like you don't care about me." All he can do is look at his girlfriend with an apologetic look on his face. " Oh baby, I'm sorry you feel that way. You know that I love and care about you more then anything in the world. I have since we met. And I can honestly tell you that you have nothing to worry about, ok?" " Okay, I love you." " I love you too. I got to go though okay?" " Alright, I'll see you in a while, bye." " Bye." The reason that he left was because he saw a rather large truck pull up his driveway and Stephanie McMahon was standing talking to the driver. " Steph, what is this?" he asks out of breath from running over there. " Your birthday present." That is all she replies as she directs her attention back to the driver and what he was saying. " Okay, thank you very much." As soon as he unhooks the trailer from the back of the truck he leaves, but not before saying, " You're very lucky to have a lady that good to ya sir." Then he leaves. " What was that all about Steph?" " He dropped off your present." " You know what I mean. What was that comment for?" " He's seen us on TV. And when he said that he would bring it over for free since we were married, I couldn't just tell him that what's on TV wasn't real. Then I would've had to spend an extra $150 for him to deliver it." Paul rolls his eyes and says nothing as Steph and himself walk up the stairs to see their friends.
Later That Night (Around 2am) Almost everybody had left. Only Stephanie, Paul and Shawn were still there. Jonie had driven Sean to the airport because he had gotten drunk and she wasn't about to let him drive while he was high. And that left the three. Shawn was inside putting away the bowls and stuff while Paul and Steph are outside picking up the garbage. " So Steph, did you enjoy the party?" " Yea, it was cool." " So, when can I open my present?" " Once Shawn is gone." " Why is it so special that Shawn cant see it?" " He can see it, just not as soon as you open it. Once you see it, you'll understand. Just trust me." " Fine, I'll trust you. I always do, don't I?" " Yes you do, and that's why I love ya." They resume their task and do not talk anymore until they hear the sound of falling pans accompanied by the howl of a drunken Shawn. Stephanie is the first to stop what she is doing and rush into the mansion. Paul quickly follows after her. When they step into the kitchen there is pots and pans surrounding Shawn who seems to be in his own world. " Shawn, what happened?" Stephanie asks as she begins to put the pans in their proper place on the pot rack. " I don't know." Says a dazed Shawn. " C'mon, let me take you upstairs so you can get some rest." Stephanie pleads. " No, no I can get up there on my own." In his attempt to get up, he fails and falls flat on his ass. " Please, will you let me help you?" " No, I can do it." " Paul, he really can't, will you please get him in the bedroom, even if you have to force him." " I'll try Stephie, but he's real stubborn and you know that." " I'll help if you need me, but he really needs to relax and go to sleep." Paul takes a hold of Shawn's arm in attempt to drag him upstairs. After three tries he finally succeeds and throws Shawn into the nearest bedroom, which luckily is only down the hall. When Paul returns to the kitchen, all of the pots and pans are neatly put where they are supposed to be. " Can I have my present now?" begs Paul, sounding like a little 5-year-old boy at Christmas time. " Well sure, you've been patient all day so yes, now you can go open your present."

Paul excitedly sprints out to where the trailer is parked. It takes him a few moments to get the latch unhooked and when he does, he sees the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. A navy blue 1990 Mercedes Benz 500 SL sits in the back of the trailer. Paul can't believe his eyes. He had seen the car months ago in California. When he said that that would be the perfect birthday present, he really didn't think that Steph would get it for him.

" So, how do you like it?" she asked worriedly, Paul had been standing there for 5 minutes and was just staring at it. " I love it." He says, still not believing that that wonderful and most gorgeous car was parked right in front of him. " Good, I wasn't sure if you'd like it or not." " This must have cost you a fortune." " Not really, only $ 22,000. Anyway, here are the keys." She says handing over the precious metal to Paul. " Go ahead, take it for a spin." " Only if you come with me." He laughs pulling her into the car. He backs the car out of the trailer and they cruise down the New Hampshire streets at 100 mph.

Meanwhile Joan and Sean are making out in Paul's own car. " C'mon Joan, Paul will never find out." " I don't know Sean, I love him and he loves me." " Well if he really loves you he'll understand why you did this." Sean pleads with her. " Well.okay." they pick up where they left off and are now in the process on removing each other's clothes. Then Joan starts to get second thoughts. " Sean, we really shouldn't. You know that." " I know it's wrong, Jo, but it feels so right." " Fine." She finally gives in as Sean continues to suck at her neck.

Paul and Stephanie have just arrived back at Paul's house. Paul is the first one inside and he notices that Shawn is no longer in the bedroom when he goes to check on him. " Steph, come here." He calls for her. " What?" " Did you see Shawn anywhere?" " Well the last time I saw him was before we left, why?" " Because he's not here." " There's no need to worry Paul, he probably is around the house somewhere." " Hopefully Steph, hopefully. Let's go look for him." He searches upstairs and she checks the rest of the bottom floor and the basement. 20 minutes later they meet at the stairs, neither knowing where HBK was. Then the phone rings. P: Hello Shawn: Paul don't worry about me I'm fine. P: Where are you? S: I left because I felt better and I'm on a flight home to San Antonio. P: Ok, but dude. S: What? P: Don't ever fucking scare me like that again, k? S: K, tell Steph that I'll see her at raw. P: Ok, bye S: Bye. Paul then hangs up the phone. "Who was that Paul?" " It was Shawn." " It was? Is he okay? Where is he?" " Yes it was. He's fine. And he's on a flight home. He also says hi." " Okay, I'm glad he's alright." Stephanie checks her watch. " Paul, it's getting late, I think I should go." He glances at the clock and replies. " Steph it's too late for you to drive all the way home. Why don't you just stay here tonight and you can go home in the morning." " You wouldn't mind?" she asks biting her lip. " Of course not. You're welcome to stay anytime you need to." " Well. okay." " Good. Now c'mon, I'll show you to your room." " Thank you very much Paul. You really didn't have to." " I know. But I wanted to." He says smiling. " Well here you go." He hands her the beddings for her room and walks her down the hall. " Once again, thank you very much." " Once again, you are very welcome." He gives her peck on the cheek and walks up the spiral stair well to his bedroom. Before he leaves he says, " If you need me, you know where I'll be." " I sure do. G'Night."
Hours later Jonie arrives back home. She quietly and silently opens and closes the door, but not before giving Sean a kiss and telling him to be careful. She tiptoes up the long, creaky stairwell heading up to her and Paul's bedroom. Luckily for her, the door is already open so, being as quiet as she can, gets in bed. Her weight shifts the bed causing Paul to stir and roll over on to her. Jo attempts to push Paul off of her but no luck. He wouldn't budge. " Paul, get off." She yells to him. Yet he still wouldn't move. Eventually she decides that he's not really paying attention to what she is saying, so he really won't be paying attention to her smelling like sex. Or will he?

Stephanie is in the kitchen when she hears Jonie come inside. She sees Joan kiss a male figure and wanted to scream at her. How the hell could she do this to Paul? But then she quickly decided against it for she wasn't positive that Joan had cheated on Paul. But hey, even if she's not 100% positive, she can still have some 'fun' with Joan.

That Afternoon Stephanie is gathering what she brought with her to the party and is about to leave. " Alright, I'll see you in week." She tells Paul, hugging him. " See ya babe." He replies giving her a kiss on the cheek, letting his lips linger for a second or so. After breaking away, she grabs her bag, gets in, flashes him a smile and speeds off towards home.

Joan has just come down from taking a shower. "Oh darn, I just missed saying bye to Miss Bitch. Aw shucks." She says, faking a frown. " Just shut up Joan." He angrily says to her as he storms off into the house. " What? Did I do something wrong?" She runs after him. " Just leave me alone. I've had enough of you putting down Steph. Can you just go away for a half hour?!" "FINE!!!!!" Both storm off in opposite directions. Jo going upstairs and Paul going out to his new car that Steph got him for his birthday. After about an hour, he drifts off into a sleep-like state where he remembers what happened back in '96 and how much he regretted everything he did to his one true love.

**1996**
Paul had just been signed to the then WWF, the now WWE. As he walked into the arena, his buddy Shawn came up to hi and said that Mr. McMahon needed to talk to him right then in his office. " Okay" Paul said and was on the way to Mr. McMahon's office. When he enters there is Mr. McMahon himself with an extremely hot brunette wearing a short, tight, black leather skirt that was just waiting to be taken off, and a low-cut, deep plum tank top with black cowboy boots. She was sitting cross-legged parallel from Vince's desk. As soon as Paul takes in sight of this wonder he immediately feels the material of his jeans get tighter. " Hello Paul" begins Vince, extending his hand. " Hi Mr. McMahon." He finishes, shaking Vince's hand. Once they are seated Vince introduces the woman sitting across from him and next to Paul. " Paul, I would like you to meet Stephanie M." he glances at his daughter. " Marie." He finishes. " She will be showing you around today and when we go back to Stamford, she will show you around Titan Towers." " Cool." Is all he says, he can't take his eyes off this beauty. " Well, we mustn't waste time now shall we?" she says as she stands up and smoothes her skirt. " No we mustn't." Being the sex maniac that he is, he deviously grins letting her exit the room first so he can get a nice view of her ass. " Okay, well, what would you like to see first?" she politely asks. " I have a few ideas." He says, staring at her cleavage. She looks up at him and bats her eyelashes, knowing that she had him wrapped around her little finger. " Well, how about I show you your locker room first." She suggests. He says nothing as he follows behind her.
Later that night after the show there are only a handful of superstars left. Paul and Stephanie have already headed back to the hotel. Ms. McMahon is at the lobby desk waiting for the bellboy to get her key for her. And Paul is sitting in a chair waiting for Stephanie to leave so he can get his room card key. " Thank you" Stephanie says as she is handed her key and heads up to her suite. Well it's not exactly a suite, but her daddy did pay a lot of money so that she could stay there. Stephanie is now in her room getting ready for bed when her door opens. " I thought I locked it." She said out loud to herself as she walks to the door to see who has just entered. It was Paul. " What the hell are you doing here?" She yells in disbelief. " It's my room. What are you doing here?" " They gave me the key to this room! I'm going to complain!!!" she then storms out of the room and down to the entrance.

A few moments later she comes back upstairs with a defeated expression on her face. " They are double booked. There is nothing we can do about it. We are gonna have to share the room. Worst part is. There is only one bed." " Damn it. Well I guess that you're gonna have to sleep on the ground." " No friggen way am I sleeping on the floor." " Well then we'll share the bed. Which side do you want?" " The left I guess." " Alright, left it is then." She gets in bed but is scooted over as much as she can before she would fall off. Paul quickly follows but not before stripping down to his birthday suit. " What the hell are you doing?" she unbelievingly asks. " Going to sleep." " B-B-But you're like. not wearing anything." " I know, its called sleeping in the nude." " Well would you please put some pants on?" " Fine" he reluctantly pulls his boxers on and gets under the satin sheets of the queen size bed. " But they'll be off before ya know it" he slyly thinks to himself. Even though they had gone to sleep almost hating each other, just mere hours later all you can here from the room are loud moans, groans and cries of names.
The Next Morning Stephanie and Paul wake up in each other's arms completely naked. When Stephanie awoke, she looked over at a still sleeping Paul and screamed. Paul immediately shoots up from his sleeping position to see Stephanie entirely naked, screaming bloody murder. " What's that matter?" " Don't you goddamn tell me that we did what I think we did." " Okay, I wont tell you." " Oh God No. This HAS not just happened!!! My dad is gonna kill me, and he is sure to fire your ass as soon as he finds out." " What do you mean your dad is gonna fire me?" He asks, still unaware that Vince is Stephanie's father. All she does is innocently look up at him. Just from the look on her face, he can tell what she wanted him to know. Vince was her father. " Holy s**t Paul! You just f****d the boss' daughter!" he exclaims out loud to himself. " Stephanie!! Why didn't you tell me that you were his daughter???" " Well because then you wouldn't have even talked to me and you probably would've snubbed me yesterday." " Damn it." He grabs his clothes and puts them on and makes a fast getaway out the door to his car. TBC.
***End Flashback**
***Let's go to Steph who is now at her apartment***
She has just arrived home to New York City where her boyfriend Jay is nowhere to be found, he was supposed to be home before her. She is just about to go to look for him when she notices a small, piece of paper taped to the refrigerator. It read: Stephanie- Got home around 5 this morning. Your dad called a few hours ago and wanted me to go up to the estate. So, that's where I am. When you get through reading this lame note, call me. I love you and I'll see you soon. - Jay. When she got through reading his message, she went to the phone to call him. She dialed the number to the McMahon mansion. Butler: Hello, McMahon residents, how may I direct your call? SM: Hey Carl, can you please find Jay for me and have him come to the phone? Carl: I'm on it Ms. McMahon. Hold on just a minute. SM: Will do. (4or5 min later) J: Hey baby. S: Hi Jay, why did my dad want you at the house? J: Well actually your dad isn't here yet. He called about 10 minutes ago saying that he was caught in traffic but he said that he needed both you and me to be here when he gets here. S: Well Jay, why couldn't you have called me while I was on my way home? I passed right threw Greenwich. J: I'm sorry Hun, but Vince didn't tell me that he needed both of us until he called the second time he called. S: Whatever. But Jay, I can't make it, it takes a hour and a half to get there and then not to mention all the time it would take for me to get ready. just tell him that I'm um. sick or something. J: Steph, you got responsibilities, so I would highly suggest that you get your rich ass over here right now. A stunned Stephanie is speechless to her boyfriends' remarks, she says nothing and slams the phone to the base. " That bastard!!!!!!!" She screams, stomping out to her Ferrari. She just needs to take a drive.
Five hours later she returns home to a sleeping Jay. That drive did her good. She cruised all around New York City and even went over to Hoboken, New Jersey while she was at it. Entering the house she can see Jay's sleeping form on the couch with an old western movie playing on the television. Deciding not to wake him up, she quietly turns off the TV and puts a blanket over him. Then she strips of her clothes and walks to her room for what she thinks will be a peaceful nights sleep. Boy was she ever wrong!
Late in the middle of the night she starts to stir in bed, screaming Paul's name. Here is why.
**1996** "Paul!!!! Come back! You don't understand!!!!" she yells, chasing after him down the hallway. " No Steph, I understand perfectly. You didn't approve of me working for your dad so you decided to sleep with me so you could go tell your precious little daddy so he would fire my ass!!!!!!" " Paul, that's not it at all. And by the way, you came on to me, not the other way around." " Just f*ck off, okay. You bitch." And with that in mind he throws his keys to the boy behind the counter and rushes off to his car so he can get away from her. All Stephanie can do is cry right in the middle of the hotel lobby. She just hurt the one man that she had loved in a long time. (Okay well I know that you can't fall head over heels with a guy in one night, but hey it's my story and she did. lol)
**End Flashback**

**Now To Paul and Jo** It is around 3 o' clock in the morning and Paul is still out in his Mercedes waiting for Jo to come apologize for calling Steph what she did. No way was he going in his house until either Jonie left or said that she was sorry. Just then he can see Joan walking down the porch stairs towards her boyfriends car. When she gets there she tries to open the door but quickly discovers them to be locked, so she resorts to knocking on the window for him to let her in, or at least for him to unlock the door. At first he ignores her, turning up his music a little. Finally though, he gives in, opening the passenger side door for her. " Look Paul, I don't understand why you are pissed at me. If it's because of Miss Bit. Thing, then I'm not apologizing for nothing." " You just don't get it, do you?" he angrily expresses to her as he exits the vehicle, leaving her all by herself in his brand-new, shiny, expensive car. Now Paul is seated on his brown, leather love seat watching old wrestling pay-per-views, evidently the one playing in his VCR is Armageddon 1999, and the Vince McMahon vs. Triple H match was playing on his screen. When the match is over, Paul absentmindedly rewinds the video back to where him and Steph were forced to hug (remember, back then, they hated each other). He has now rewound the tape 4 or 5 times. When he catches himself on the 6th time, he presses the 'eject' button on the remote and heads off to bed for a Jo-less night to himself, or so he thought.

Joan is now speeding down the quiet streets of Nashua in her boyfriend's birthday present. " Ha Ha Steph, who's the bitch now?" she yelled to the wind just as her cell phone rings. Turning down the song she was listening to she says into the phone. J: Waddya want? Sean: Hey, is that how you answer a phone? J: Oh, sorry Sean, what's up? S: Well I sort of wanted you to come over here but maybe your to busy. J: I could never be too busy for you. I'll be there in an hour. Just let me call Paul, I'll tell him that I have to do an emergency photo shoot or something. S: Alright then, see you soon. They say their good byes and hang up. Then Joan hurriedly dials Paul's home number. The telephone rings 4 times before the answering machine picks up, ". Please leave your message after the tone." Says Paul's voice. BEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPP " Hi baby, look I really am sorry for what I said. Will you please forgive me? I love you. Well that's really all I wanted to say, oh wait I just remembered, Vince called about 20 minutes ago and said that I have to be in California for a photo shoot. So I'll see you at RAW. And by the way, don't try to call me because I wont have my phone. I love you and I'll see you soon. Well, uh. bye." Now Ms. Lauer is on her way to see her secret lover, Sean Waltman.